A Short and Disappointing Fishing Trip With My Uncle
posted on 4 April 2011 | posted in
Recreation and Hobbies
We set out late in the evening. It was a warm summer night. The sky was perfectly open and stars shone everywhere. We rode down to the river in my uncle's old and beat up truck. I was excited as this was my first fishing trip. He told me to use bread squished into balls as ad hoc carp fishing tackle. That proved to be a terrible disappointment. Nothing would bite. He then told me to use corn. I didn't catch anything with those either. I had no idea why enjoyed fishing. We stood along the river bank casting our bait out. Not really talking. Just watching the barges push along. I wish my Dad had taken me fishing at some point. He never had. Perhaps soon he might. His Dad took him fishing all of the time. They fished six days a week. I guess at that point. He was sick and tired of fishing. Oh well. I do look forward to fishing with him someday.
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